The salute ends.
The little Taoist priest had a lot of questions in his mind, and he turned his head to look at the master and found a strange flush on his face.
His master is really both a teacher and a father in the literal sense.
Master has always been light and free in front of him, like the portraits of the ancestors hanging on the wall.
It was the first time he felt such a clear worldly feeling in Master.
"Master, which dragon king is he?"
The little Taoist priest is young, and when he goes to his own Taoist temple and the scripture pavilion, he doesn't like to read those scriptures, preferring to read story-based records.
In many stories, the "Dragon King" will be mentioned, and he once lamented that this "Dragon King" can live for so long, no matter which dynasty or period, there are records of him suppressing powerful evil spirits.
Later, he learned from his master that the Dragon King is a title, but this title cannot be given by himself, and must be determined by the way of heaven.
Each generation of dragon kings is a leader of an era, and has left their own stories and legends in the rivers and lakes.
However, Master did not answer this question, but took off the futon she was carrying with her, placed it on the ground, and sat cross-legged.
"Disciple, come here."
The little Taoist priest nodded, took off the futon on his back, placed it diagonally behind the master, and sat on it.
"Disciples, meditate and listen to the preaching."
After saying that, Master closed his eyes.
The little Taoist priest also closed his eyes.
At first, I didn't feel anything, and because of the special environment here, the little Taoist priest couldn't even enter meditation.
But gradually, the little Taoist priest noticed that something had changed in his mind.
But for a while, he didn't know exactly where it was.
This feeling was a bit tormenting and made him feel extremely insecure.
He forced himself to open his eyes, stretched forward, and looked at Master, only to find that Master was smiling with his eyes closed and extremely immersed.
The feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, the little Taoist priest held his head in both hands, and he now felt like someone was reaching into his brain to fiddle with it.
Finally, he discovered the change, stemming from some established known distortion.
He recalled that when he was a child, his master had just taken him to the door and taught him his own martial arts.
Although this sect is small and has been passed down for many generations, it has a long history in Qingcheng Mountain, and the ancestors are orthodox Taoists.
Therefore, beginner martial arts pay attention to establishing a foundation, shaping muscles and bones, and accumulating righteousness, in fact, it is to adjust a better physical condition so that you can better understand and study Taoist scriptures.
But now, when recalling this memory, Master's demonstration has become extremely fierce, and the formulas he described have completely changed.
The momentum is more magnificent, the formula is more profound, and the little Taoist priest can clearly feel that this set is much more advanced than his own inheritance.
But the little Taoist priest recognized that if someone taught him in person, he would be grateful to the other party and give him a teacher's salute.
You can also give some kind of secret book for yourself to ponder and understand, even if you think hard and rack your brains about it.
He really couldn't accept this kind of and forcibly modified the teaching of your own memory behavior.
Because he has always cherished the time after he started, his mother died in an accident when he gave birth to him, and he has lived with his grandparents since he was a child, only knowing that his father would quietly come over at night when he was asleep, leaving some money and food.
Until his grandparents were old and in poor health and could no longer raise him, they said they were ready to let their father take him away.
He is reluctant to part with his grandparents, but he is full of expectations for his father, which is an extremely normal behavior for children.
His father came, dressed in a Taoist robe, and this was the first time he had seen his father.
But when he called out his father, his father asked him to change his name to Master.
My father said that this is the rule.
In short, he enjoyed the memory of being with his father, and he could not allow this memory to be modified.
The little Taoist priest stood up and wanted to reach out to shake the master to wake him up, but as soon as he approached the master, the master turned his face sideways, his eyelids were slightly raised, and his eyes were oozing with a sparkling light.
This is definitely not Master, let alone Father.
"Ah!。"
The little Taoist priest's scream sounded, and he ran out desperately.
Master retracted his gaze and continued to show a smile and intoxication like before.
After a long time, Master seemed to be over, he stood up, faced the frozen black pool, and bowed again.
"Thank you, Dragon King."
Immediately, he began to pack up the things on the ground, and when he picked up the small futon, Master couldn't help but sigh:
"This kid is really shallow."
Although this sect is also an orthodox Taoist inheritance, it has long since declined, even if some collections are still there, there are not enough people to study and teach them, after all, it is a pile of dead books, put there to be ashes.
Besides, even if it is recorded by the ancestors at the peak of this sect, how can it compare to the Dragon King himself?
"Click......
This time the sound was even more obvious, a stone monument had broken through the ice, revealing a small piece.
Master looked at the first word on the stele, and the excitement in his eyes became even stronger, because it was a surname.
He had heard of this surname.
In the rivers and lakes, there are not many dragon kings who have been born hastily, and there are even many who have been born like Jinghong and quickly disappeared after becoming a dragon king.
However, there are some gates, their inheritance can be so strong that the Dragon King is constantly born, this generation does not have the next generation, the next generation is not good, then the next generation, anyway, intermittently, it can always be connected at intervals.
The surname in front of him also represents a dragon king's court.
Master solemnly said:
"I have sent out the invitation, according to your request, the 'Demon Sealing Conference' will start in five days.
I just don't know when the time will come, and those who come here with invitations will be local to Qingcheng."
After a pause, Master said again: "I know that you deliberately let me see this surname, and I also hope that when you fully awaken, I can return to the Dragon King's court as your descendant."
After explaining this, Master left with his things.
This was the first time he had brought his disciple in, but the disciple's performance disappointed him very much.
The entrance and exit are a water curtain waterfall.
The ban was still there, but there was no disciple, and only a Taoist robe worn by a child floated on the water.
The disciple left here.
"Because he is related to me, has the ban here been opened to him?"
Master stepped into the water curtain and walked out of here.
He thought that the disciple would return to the sect first, but when he opened the sect formation and walked up the steps, he found that the formation here had not been opened in the middle, which also meant that his disciple did not return to the sect after leaving that place.
"What a useless thing."
After putting the things back, Master walked out again, closed the door, and walked out, he gradually walked away, and the Taoist temple gate behind him gradually dissipated and returned to the mountain and forest scenery.
He came to a village down the mountain, where the parents of his worldly wife lived.
The door was closed and locked.
There are several handprints on the lock, which should have just been picked up.
At this time, someone from the neighbor's house next door went to the toilet at night and came out of the hut yawning, and when he saw this scene, he shouted:
"The old man was hospitalized after a stroke, and his wife went to the hospital to take care of him, and just Jingjing came back and knocked on the door, I told him, you are his master, I heard the old man say that Jingjing followed the master into the mountains to become a Taoist priest."
Jingjing is the name of the little Taoist priest, he is surnamed Chen Jing from his mother.
Master nodded and turned to leave.
……
In the guest house, Tan Wenbin leaned on the bed, holding a book in his hand.
He lived in a standard room, but no one wanted to live in the same room with him, and he told the front desk that he didn't need to arrange for someone to come in to clean the room during the check-in, for fear that he would not have time to open the window to breathe, and the cleaning lady would freeze.
Ordinary air conditioners are just that, this ghostly cold air, ordinary people are contaminated, and they have to go for a long time to have bad luck.
This is also one of the reasons why Tan Wenbin did not have contact with his parents and Zhou Yunyun in Nantong before.
Runsheng was afraid that the preservation effect would not be good enough, so he deliberately opened the fertilizer bag to expose half of his brain and breathe.
When Tan Wenbin sometimes gets water from the bedside table to drink, he can turn his head to take a picture with the old Taoist sleeping on the bed next door.
He felt that his partners were becoming more and more perverted now, and their work was getting heavier and heavier.
But after thinking about it, I am not much better now, such a person is placed on the next bed, and I can still eat and sleep without being affected at all.
Therefore, Brother Xiaoyuan still has foresight.
Tan Wenbin now misses the warmth of hugging Zhou Yunyun into his arms and the heat of Director Tan's belt.
These can quickly pull him back to reality and make him feel that he is still a person.
"Squeak......
The door was being pushed open, and there was a ban on the door under the godson.
"Brother Bin, it's me."
Tan Wenbin gently hooked his finger, the door opened, and Lin Shuyou walked in.
Lin Shuyou was a little sweaty on his face, and when he walked in, his whole body was a little floating.
Tan Wenbin asked seriously: "Did you insert a needle?"
Lin Shuyou scratched his head: "I couldn't hold back, so I got two."
Next, Lin Shuyou picked up the book and began to talk about tonight.
As soon as he started, Tan Wenbin interrupted him: "Wait, have you reported this to Brother Xiaoyuan?"
"Not yet, the main reason is that I made a decision without authorization, and I want Brother Bin to help me see if this decision was made right and if there were any mistakes."
"So, you are back now, you didn't report to Brother Xiaoyuan, but came to report to me?"
"Hmm."
"What do you think of me here, Master of Ceremonies?"
"Ah, I originally wanted to knock on the door of Brother Xiaoyuan's room directly, but the boy suggested that I come to you first, Brother Bin."
"Hehe."
"Then I, go find Brother Xiaoyuan now?"
"Help me into the wheelchair and let's go together."
"Okay, Brother Bin."
Lin Shuyou pushed Tan Wenbin out and knocked on Brother Xiaoyuan's door.
"Come in."
After pushing the door in, Lin Shuyou reported what happened at night.
After listening, Tan Wenbin, who was in a wheelchair, spoke:
"Don't say, these three-eyed women are really popular, what was that Gu girl called last time, mountain girl or saint?"
Lin Shuyou: "The name seems to be called Mountain Girl, the Saint Maiden is her identity, and the Gu Girl is her profession."
Tan Wenbin: "It doesn't matter, I'm afraid it will have to become his consumables again, this guy is a complete scumbag."
Lin Shuyou nodded: "Yes, that's right."
Li Chaiyuan: "Xu Ming was originally a thug under Zhao Yi, but now he has been modified by Zhao Yi and has become a team defense role, which shows that the team has an absolute responsibility in attacking. Those twins cannot be taken lightly."
Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm curious, why is it so coincidental, I met him again this time, there are obviously so many people walking around the rivers and lakes with lights on."
Li Chaiyuan: "The first wave of old women turned into women, Zhao Yi was able to appear because it was his ancestors who suppressed the old women.
The last time he was in Lijiang, it was because Zhao Yi had a heart problem at that time, and he was involved in cause and effect in advance in order to seek to continue his life.
I think this time, there should be some specific reason.
Moreover, it can be seen from Ayou's narrative that Xu Ming has changed a lot.
Although it is not as good as ours in terms of the increase in absolute power, this change should not be a normal rhythm."
Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, do you suspect that he has increased the frequency of walking in the river with three eyes?"
Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "That's right, he already showed it last time in Lijiang, since he succeeded, then it is possible to eat the marrow and continue to gamble with high frequency."
In short, there is a period of rest between the two waves of others, and Zhao Yi doesn't want it, after one wave is over, he immediately deliberately pulls the cause and effect, and forcibly starts the next wave.
Tan Wenbin: "He is indeed a person who can do this kind of thing."
can bend and stretch, and is ruthless to himself, ridicule is ridicule, but he must not be taken lightly.
Li Chaiyuan: "So Ah You did a good job this time, this beating is very good. Let him once again recognize the gap in advance and lay a good foundation for the next cooperation."
Thinking that the workers at the construction site that day were marked, Li Chaiyuan felt a little headache, such a large-scale spread really requires more manpower to participate.
Tan Wenbin: "Then do we need to take the initiative to contact him?"
Li Chaiyuan: "No, one is that there is no urgent need at present, and secondly, he should have his clues there, and it will be a bit of a loss to join in advance."
Immediately afterwards, Li Chaiyuan looked at Lin Shuyou again: "How long does it take for the body to recover?"
Lin Shuyou: "Just two injections, two days is enough to recover."
In the past, after inserting the needle, I had to recuperate in bed for at least half a month, but now although I see that I am a little overdrawn, I can walk and move, and it only takes two days to fully recover.
The True Monarch system is really good for the True Monarch himself.
After the discussion, the rest returned to their rooms, and Li Zhuiyuan covered himself with a quilt and started sleeping.
The teenager's biological clock is very stable and gets up very early.
Yin Meng knocked on the door and brought breakfast.
He also said that Runsheng is still sitting in the breakfast shop, drying tofu pudding bowl by bowl, the tofu pudding is fragrant and cheap, Runsheng can't put down his chopsticks when he eats.
After saying that, Yin Meng Youyou said: "Actually, it is not difficult to make tofu pudding, and it goes well with rice."
Li Chaiyuan continued to eat steamed buns and drink soy milk, but did not answer.
Yin Meng shrugged: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I was just kidding."
Li Chaiyuan: "I know, this is Wu Xin's business card, go call him and ask him to come over early."
"Okay, Brother Xiaoyuan."
Wu Xin came on a tricycle and brought a big bag of breakfast.
Fortunately, Runsheng came back in time, and Li Chaiyuan asked Wu Xin to hand over breakfast to Runsheng.
Although Runsheng ate a lot of bowls, he didn't enjoy it, he originally wanted to be rare and luxurious, so he simply wrapped the tofu pudding in the boss's store today.
But the boss was not willing to continue selling him, delaying the business of the old customer because of a sudden appearance, which was not cost-effective.
"You guys got up so early." Wu Xin took out a cigarette and hesitated for a moment.
Li Chaiyuan: "You are free."
"Okay, thank you." Wu Xin lit a cigarette, "Are you the top scholar in the college entrance examination?"
Li Chaiyuan: "Every year there will be in every province."
"Why did the top scholar in the college entrance examination do our business?" Wu Xin immediately explained, "I mean, there should be a better place to go, our line of work is still too hard."
"Because I like it."
At the beginning, I felt that water conservancy projects were a good match for corpse retrieval, and it turned out that this was indeed the case, and Xue Liangliang can now "release" clues to himself.
"Then let's go to the hospital now?"
"No hurry." Li Chaiyuan pointed to the edge of the bed, "You sit down first, and I'll check your body."
"Me." Although Wu Xin was puzzled, he still sat down obediently.
The longer you have contact with this young man, the more you will naturally listen to him, you know, he is notoriously violent in the unit.
Li Zhuiyuan's knuckles flicked three times on Wu Xin's forehead, then pressed the red clay with his fingertips, and drew lines on his forehead to ensure that his own consciousness was suppressed.
In Wu Xin's statement I read last night, when the "oil" erupted, he was standing on the periphery, and although his body was splashed a little, it was not much.
If his memory had also been altered, it would almost prove that all the workers present at the time were not spared.
Reading memories is equivalent to feeling the first half of a person's life, and too much joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness will become a burden.
Li Chaiyuan "came" to Li Sanjiang's house again, went up to the second floor, and pushed open the door of his room.
On the table and on the ground, there are all books, and the main self is really working hard.
Knowing that his "inner demon" was coming, he didn't even raise his head and still read hard.
Body: "Put the garbage at the door, I'll take care of it later."
Li Chaiyuan: "Okay."
Ontology: "What kind of energy is wasted, just kill all the workers, someone must sacrifice the ego to support the righteous path, and heaven can understand."
Li Chaiyuan: "Continue reading your book."
The main body raised his head at this time and picked up the book in his hand, which was actually the "Code of Conduct for Walking the River".
It's just that Li Chaiyuan's book is just a small book, and it hasn't been written halfway through, and the book in the main body's hand is like a thick brick, like a dictionary.
Body: "Sometimes, don't think about making your hands too clean, with a little blood and a little dirty, it may like it more."
Li Chaiyuan: "This is your research result?"
Body: "Temporary."
Li Chaiyuan: "There is still a difference between temporary reciprocal cooperation and permanent slavery."
Body: "Indeed, you are right, but you are still reserved, because as long as you have enough ability, the contract can be torn apart."
"Bang!"
Li Zhuiyuan closed the door, and the main body said that he would not launch a counterattack against him for the time being, but he never stopped paving.
At this moment, Wu Xin's memory has been read.
No matter how sophisticated the technology is, it cannot completely hide the traces that have been repaired, and the same is true for memory.
In a memory that Wu Xin remembers, Li Chaiyuan saw a disorder, and another disorder occurred when something happened on the construction site.
This means that Wu Xin's long memory has been intercepted and put back.
In short, if the other party thinks, they can easily take this paragraph directly, making Wu Xin forget everything in the past in an instant, and on this basis, just fill in a memory on it, and Wu Xin can quickly become another person.
Li Chaiyuan's previous speculation was confirmed at this moment, and the other party was really ready to make the most extreme backhand plan.
In reality, the teenager opened his eyes.
Wu Xin still closed his eyes, Li Chaiyuan first wiped the red mud off his face, and then knocked his eyebrows twice, and Wu Xin fell asleep.
Li Chaiyuan sat on the bed next to him and waited, and half an hour later, Wu Xin woke up.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stayed up late last night, I actually fell asleep."
"It's okay, let's go to the hospital."
Runsheng was satisfied with his morning meal and was sitting on the bench at the door of the guest house basking in the sun.
Many people who have been in and out of the country have come to him to talk, and after confirming that the accent is not local, they will immediately answer: Are you from the Northeast?
In fact, Runsheng's physique is considered an outlier in the Northeast.
The front desk girl at the guest house was very enthusiastic about Runsheng, took the initiative to bring him water, brought him fruit for him to eat, and deliberately sat on the bench, wanting to chat more with Runsheng.
When Li Chaiyuan and Wu Xin went downstairs, they happened to bump into Yin Meng standing at the door and asked Runsheng to go to a nearby canteen to buy things for her in Sichuan-Chongqing dialect.
The girl looked grim and got up first to leave the bench and go back to work.
Then, Yin Meng's face sank and looked at Runsheng.
Runsheng is very innocent, he really just eats beautiful food and sits there digesting it.
"Brother Runsheng, come with me to the hospital."
"Okay!" Runsheng immediately stood up and said to Yin Meng, "Are you in a hurry, if you're not in a hurry, I'll bring it to you when I come back."
Yin Meng: "No need, I'll buy it myself, you protect Brother Xiaoyuan."
"Hey, okay."
Yin Meng turned around and went to the hot pot restaurant next door, she had spent money to ask the boss to help with the decoction, but now the medicine was ready, and she returned upstairs to the guest house with two bowls of medicine.
He first gave one bowl to Lin Shuyou, and then sent the remaining bowl to Tan Wenbin's room.
Tan Wenbin took a straw and drank the medicine by himself.
Yin Meng stood by the bed, suddenly laughed, and said: "Just now, there was a little girl downstairs who was looking for Runsheng to strike up a conversation."
"Goo-goo-goo!"
Tan Wenbin's mind turned quickly, and the laughing gas passed through the straw and turned out a few bubbles in the bowl.
Yin Meng: "You think it's funny too, right?"
Tan Wenbin wiped his mouth and said:
"Actually, Runsheng's appearance is also good, Uncle Li said that before liberation, Runsheng could be chosen by the landlord's family to be a door-to-door son-in-law."
Although Runsheng eats a lot, he also does a lot and talks very little.
That is, now that the situation is better, decent clothes and decent work are more popular, and Runsheng's image when he followed Uncle Shan before has indeed been buried.
Nowadays, when everyone walks the river, they all wear customized clothes, mountaineering clothes and leather boots, which is also very fashionable and avant-garde in big cities.
Yin Meng: "Then let him continue to be a door-to-door son-in-law."
Tan Wenbin: "Mengmeng, this medicine is cooked at the hot pot restaurant next door, right?"
Yin Meng: "I don't dare to bring it to you to drink if I cook it myself."
Tan Wenbin: "Next time I call the boss, just decoct the medicine, don't put vinegar in it."
Yin Meng: "Hehe."
Tan Wenbin finished drinking the medicine and lay on the bed: "Okay, you are out now, do you have less attention and salute you?"
Yin Meng: "I'm just talking to you, where did you go?"
Tan Wenbin: "I'm just talking to you, where do you want to go?"
At this time, Lin Shuyou walked in with his eldest brother: "Brother Bin, can you answer Zhou Yunyun's call?"
"Pick up, it's okay today."
Tan Wenbin took over the eldest brother, and when he was about to press the button to answer, he looked at Lin Shuyou and Yin Meng standing in front of the bed and asked:
"Why, do you want to stay here to observe and study?"
……
Runsheng also wants to experience the side seat of a three-seater motorcycle, in recent film and television works, the devil is equipped with this kind of motorcycle as standard, and the devil sitting here must set up a machine gun.
It's just that the space in this position is a bit small, and Runsheng can't squeeze in, so he can only regret giving up.
The wind in Dujiangyan was very gentle and comfortable, and Li Chaiyuan was thinking while looking at the street scene.
It stands to reason that he has already obtained an important enough clue on this line, anyway, all the workers present at the time were tricked, and it would not be so meaningful for him to treat those three diseases now.
However, in line with the principle of respecting the waves and going through the process, Li Chaiyuan still decided to go.
Maybe, after the established small process is completed, new process clues will appear.
Coming to the small western-style building behind the hospital again, Wu Xin asked which one to treat first, and Li Chaiyuan asked Wu Xin to arrange the three people in the same ward.
The treatment process could not be disturbed by the outside world, Wu Xin nodded yes and left the ward, but he was curious and wanted to take a look at the door, and then he saw Runsheng standing at the door, smiling at him.
Wu Xin took out a cigarette box: "Dude, go smoke one?"
Runsheng shook his head, took out a silver box from his pocket, opened it, and took out a "cigar" from it.
Runsheng's cigars have always been made with the help of Aunt Liu, and Li Sanjiang's family also sells incense because the quality is so good, so although the price is more expensive, it still sells well.
At first, the shape of this thick fragrance was a bit too simple, but later Yin Meng personally chose the cover to wrap it, and then polished the end collectively to round it out, and then opened an "X" shaped opening.
This book is like the coarse aroma of a cigar, completely indistinguishable from a real cigar, which can greatly reduce Runsheng's strange eyes when he is out in the future, especially when eating.
At present, there are not many people in China who smoke eggplants, domestic brands have not yet risen, and there are few import channels, most of them have only seen it on TV, Wu Xin said curiously:
"Dude, give me a bite?"
Runsheng handed him the "cigar".
……
In the ward, a new round of memory reading has begun.
Li Zhuiyuan "came" to the second floor of the house again and pushed open the room door.
Body: "Next time, you can throw away the garbage."
Li Chaiyuan: "It's a convenient thing."
Body: "Even if you suffer a little, it doesn't matter."
Li Chaiyuan: "I have to ensure my condition."
Body: "There is no need to completely restore the memories of the three of them, you can also save some energy, anyway, just to go through this process."
Li Chaiyuan: "You can pretend not to know I'm here next time, after all, few people like to chat for a while every time they throw away garbage."
Close the door.
Li Zhuiyuan began to destroy and reshape their memories, the difficulty was not as great as imagined, after all, the three correct answers were next to them, they were just written in the wrong place.
After the treatment, it was already afternoon, and the three patients were huddled together in the same hospital bed and fell asleep.
When they woke up, they were all back to normal.
Li Chaiyuan felt a little gloomy in his head, not to the extent of overdraft, but it was also close.
The thought of the person who completed hundreds of such works in a short period of time is enough to illustrate its horror.
Therefore, Li Chaiyuan had to consider a possibility, that is, is this ability innate, is it a racial talent?
For example, the original dream ghost, it was able to create such a huge dream, but it did not rely on the spiritual power of acquired practice.
Push open the door and walk out of the ward.
"Pfft!"
Runsheng opened a can of Jianlibao and handed it over.
Li Chaiyuan drank a drink and asked: "Where is Wu Xinren?"
Runsheng: "Gastric lavage."
Li Chaiyuan: "You let him smoke incense?"
Runsheng: "Well, he wants to peek."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Oh."
Although gastric lavage is very painful, the fragrance of Runsheng is special, and in general, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, which helps to cleanse and detoxify, especially for smokers.
"Go talk to him."
"Okay."
Li Chaiyuan took Runsheng out of the small western-style building and came to the hospital building in front.
In a ward.
Xu Ming was put in a cast all over his body and lay on the bed.
Sun Yan sat on the edge of the hospital bed and took care of her.
Zhao Yi and the twin sisters stood on the terrace on this floor, enjoying the few remaining cigarette lighting services.
In the past, Master Zhao, as soon as the door of life and death opened, he was like a hypochondrosis, walking like a weak willow and a thin horse in Yangzhou.
Now, after his body returns to normal, even if he doesn't change his clothes and leans there, he still has the elegant temperament of an ancient nobleman, so he almost took a handkerchief and coughed up blood from his throat.
If you want to attract the attention of the opposite sex, the inside is very important, but the external match must also be indispensable, otherwise you may not have the opportunity to show your inner self.
Liang Yan: "Do you have to come to the hospital?"
Liang Li: "I obviously brought medicine."
Zhao Yi: "After being treated by the hospital, the recovery from the injury can be shortened from five days to three days, which is the key.
Before in Lijiang, the man surnamed Li pinched his subordinates' injuries and counted them twice, not to mention, he really let him pinch them."
Liang Yan: "I've been listening to you mention him, is he really that powerful? Even if it is a serious dragon king family, it will not make you so respectful."
Liang Li: "We want to see him, we are very curious."
Zhao Yi: "Hey, that's it, it's just that your brain is smarter than your peers, you can jump a level in school, and you are just a big ghost."
At this time, Zhao Yi was slowly exhaling the smoke ring, the faint smoke, the lazy figure, and the blurred eyes......
His eyes immediately stopped being blurred, but opened wider and wider, because from his perspective, he saw the boy standing sideways in the corridor of the hospital.
It's really the world, people's hearts are not ancient, why do you like to hide your breath when you go out these days!
In fact, Zhao Yi himself also covered it, but he felt that it was right that he was hiding his breath, the young man's hidden breath suddenly came out like this, it was a bit scary!
Zhao Yi threw the cigarette butt in his mouth to the ground, he understood who Xu Ming had beaten!
He had been wondering last night, he felt that his analysis was correct, the other party revealed the intention to cooperate, but the problem was that the other party sent only a follower, not a team decision-maker.
Therefore, under the premise of a sudden encounter, the person in charge of keeping an eye on a team can actually make the decision without authorization and make the foreshadowing for cooperation, which is a bit strange!
But if such a thing happens in the teenager's team, it will be too fucking normal, the guy who raises the ghost as his son called himself "supernumerary captain" several times.
It's really unbearable, not only the young man is used to suppressing himself, but even the people under him have actually developed this kind of inertia!
But feeling angry in his heart, Zhao Yi still raised his hand and waved in the direction of the young man, shouting as if he were meeting an old friend:
"Xiaoyuan!"
The young man stood there, still facing himself, without looking back.
You......
Zhao Yi took a deep breath, waved his hand again, and shouted:
"Brother Xiaoyuan~~~~~"
The boy still didn't respond.
It's too much!
Zhao Yi stepped away from the terrace and walked towards the young man, and as soon as he was halfway through, Zhao Yi woke up and something was wrong.
Young Master Zhao immediately slowed down his pace and changed direction, going around the back of the young man and protecting the young man in front of him.
Then, following the young man's gaze, he looked forward.
At the front ward door,
There were two Taoist priests, one large and one small, standing.
The older Taoist priest was pulling the little Taoist priest, and the young Taoist priest was resisting.
"Go back with the master."
"No, Master, if I don't go back with you, I won't go back with you! I want to stay with my grandparents here, don't take me away!"
"Obedient, follow the master back."
"Master, please, let me stay with them, the doctor said that grandpa is dying, really."
"That's his fate."
"That's my grandfather!"
There are many Taoist temples here, and it is not uncommon to encounter people wearing Taoist robes, and it is also common for masters or fathers and sons to pull in the corridors of hospitals.
But with the violent beating of the door of life and death in Zhao Yi's heart, the figure of the little Taoist priest appeared in his eyes, and a new change appeared.
The little Taoist priest...... It's a head demon!
(End of this chapter)